The Next Day

There might not be anyone that knows me better as an athlete than Dave, and there is a lot of humor to be found in that understanding.

I woke up this morning feeling, as expected, weak and still a little sick.

Damie: "I think I made a mistake. I shouldn't have raced yesterday."

Dave: "No, you shouldn't have. But you were always going to."

Damie: "Why didn't you stop me?"

Dave: laughs

I started to think about how Dave calls me an addict. He thinks that triathlon is really an addiction that is shelved under the title of "sport." He thinks we treat the sport much like alcoholics or drug users and trash our bodies in the process. So I asked him, "When I raced yesterday, is that because I am an addict?"

He said, "No, it is because you are a competitor."

Happy Sunday!

On that note, I guess I will attempt to go running after all.